The Crease
Like ashes melting into the snow
we reach the shutter and live forever
this is our house, it seems in one slow breath it traps us in
you are my kind, you see, i fill you in where my space continues
Those chemicals won’t ever leave your skin
the rain at the center becomes the nectar
this is the drain, it seems, it sucks us back, we hold our breath
we are the type, you see, we’re the example, the solution
everything is small
every tiny piece
anything at all gets folded at the crease
As things develop, the film’s retracted
a carbon copy of haunted wanting
this is our dream, it seems we’re living frozen in the setting
you are my love, you see, i draw you in where you are missing
(chorus)